Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BUDS, by JAMES STEPHENS Poet's Biography First Line: Now I can see Last Line: To whisper to. Subject(s): Love - Beginnings; Spring | ||||||||
Now I can see The buds are green again On every tree. Through the dear intercourse of sun and dew, Of thrilling root, and folding earth, anew They come, in beauty. They up to the sun, As on a breast, are lifting every one Green leaves. Under the eaves The sparrows and the swallows Are in love. There is a chatter in the woods above, Where the grim crow Is telling what his sweetheart wants to know. For the sun Is shining fair, And the green Is on the tree; And the wind Is everywhere Whispering So urgently! You will die Unless you do Find a mate To whisper to. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |
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